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Somewhere that's green: Potty the Plant at Wiltons Music Hall

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"I'm Potty the Plant," sings a potted plant in this odd little fringe concept of a show. It's hard not to get the tune out of your head, even if the show is brief. It's an earworm for a show that features a worm-like plant as a puppet. And given the show's brevity, running at only an hour, it's hard to get too annoyed by a lack of a coherent story, even if it still seems like the show could use a bit more development (which is underway). It has made its London debut at Wilton's Music Hall. The premise is that Potty, the plant, lives in the hospital office of Dr Acula (geddit?) and dreams of a life with the cleaning lady Miss Lacey (Lucy Appleton). But Dr Acula might be responsible for why all these children are disappearing while trying to romance Miss Lacey for her family's money that she doesn't have. Three nurses are on the case, trying to solve the mystery.  If the show settled on a convincing plot, location and set of characters, it could ...

Scenes from shopping on Shaftsbury Avenue

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Dead bird on a wire... Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous

Scenes from Waterloo station

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Under the clock... Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous

Scenes from the Midnight Eucharist Christmas Eve

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At St Pauls Cathedral... Contrary to what the camera captures the view was not that bad... Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous

Scenes from the backstage...

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Waiting for the act two call... Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous

Hot News this week in London...

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Fears Grow For Doctor Who , originally uploaded by LinkMachineGo . Not only has David Tennant missed his star turn in Hamlet due to a back injury, he may not be able to finish that silly TV show ... Oh the humanity...

Scenes from a final tech rehearsal...

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Almost time... Posted via email from paulinlondon's posterous

Life in London: Grandpa dies in Brisbane

In a week of final rehearsals for a sellout Christmas Concert , loads of Christmas parties and the odd bit of theatre , I received word from Australia that my grandfather (Pa) passed away. He was getting ready to go out on Saturday night when it happened. At 86 he was still was able to go out with my grandmother to a local football club, have a bottle of wine, a meal and a gamble and get home at a rather late hour... All of which sounded awfully sensible to me. It is always an experience being 10,000 miles away from the rest of your family, but apart from the people around me (you know who you are), what keeps me upbeat is thinking of his sense of humour and his knack of winding people up. I would like to think that I carry on this tradition. When someone says they didn't sleep well last night, I reply, "Well I slept well. I had a clear conscience". Thanks for that one Pa. It gets a reaction every time...